I am not one to toot my own horn. OK, maybe writing a blog about myself is sorta tooting my horn (or a tad narcissistic), but I really don't like to make a big deal about birthdays, especially mine. I've had my fair share. I done the party thing and lost a few brain cells (not the important ones) but I'm now sort of past that point. I'd rather celebrate with a quiet dinner. That's pretty much how my day went. Go to work, dodge people who keep asking my age, get birthday wishes from the family, leave early, take the dogs out for a long walk/run, dinner with the wife, crash early. I guess I have become an old fart.
I've lapped the sun more than a few times. I always find it interesting to note who else was born on the same day. I share my birthday with a few notable characters: Mathew Broderick, Gary Oldman , Timothy Dalton, Johann Sebastian Bach, and, of course, Lucy Pie.
Age is an issue of mind over matter. If you don't mind, it doesn't matter. Mark Twain
ENJOY LIFE NOW - IT HAS AN EXPIRATION DATE!